Chapter 7: Rekindling the Blood
As soon as these words came out, Shen Feihu's body trembled, and his eyes narrowed to look at the other party again. The pavilion master sat on a mahogany chair, wearing a mask, his hair in a bun, wearing a gilt gown, the neckline embroidered with the pattern of the moon, and his hands wearing black gloves of unknown material.
The man in front of him is very unusual, and the person who can dominate one side in the world will never be an ordinary person.
Shen Fei actually knew for a long time that to trade with a strong person, first of all, you must also be a strong person and have a status that makes him look at him squarely, and secondly, you must have enough chips to trade and trade, and exchange equivalent benefits with each other, and only if there are enough chips to exchange can it be completed.
But I never thought that I would be forced into such a situation by the pavilion master, and I was forced to neither get out nor move forward.
Very good, from one thing, it can be seen that the Pavilion Master of Juxian Pavilion is a ruthless and veteran character, a top powerhouse, such a person will never be satisfied with the status quo, and will definitely not be subservient.
This is the best, if Penglai is a monolith, he has nowhere to start! Since there are contradictions within Penglai, then he will have a chance to obtain the immortal elixir.
Shen Fei carefully examined the Pavilion Master of the Gathering Immortal Pavilion for a long time, and said, "Give me two days, and I will give you an answer in two days!"
"Two days? I don't have that much time. β
"One day!"
"Okay! This seat gives you a day to think about it! After a day and a night, if you don't show up, or don't want to accept this seat's conditions, don't mention the matter of going to the main island in the Juxian Pavilion again. β
"Once a gentleman comes out, it's hard to chase after him!"
"It's a deal!"
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Between heaven and earth, the strong are like clouds, who dominates one side, who wins the world!
After experiencing the turmoil of the imperial capital, Shen Fei deeply understood that the world of Kyushu was not a world dominated by immortals, there were many strong people, and Taoism was not the only source of power. He is more deeply aware that the era of the strong will definitely divide the winners and losers, and only the strongest can stand at the top.
The representative of evil, the Yan Tiantian, the ultimate compassionate pure spirit monk, and Shao Baiyu, who has gone through ups and downs, these top powerhouses, will one day sway Fang Xuan on the vast land, and fight a decisive battle for the ideal in their hearts, and at that time, where they will be and how they should deal with themselves, it is really unimaginable.
Shen Fei never wanted to compete with others for anything, but fate pushed him forward and made him farther and farther away from his original intention, which was the sadness of the times or the helplessness of fate. There are more and more thoughts in Shen Fei's heart, the head of the sect, Shushan, the Rakshasa clan, the resurrection of Nalan Ruoxue, revenge, and proving himself, all kinds of thoughts are intertwined, making him no longer naΓ―ve in the past.
After three years of going down the mountain, Shen Fei is no longer Shen Fei, he has become the person he hates the most, and he is in the torrent of the times.
When he came to Penglai Immortal Island, he saw the master of Juxian Pavilion who had admired his name for a long time, and the gaze of the pavilion master made Shen Fei feel the shock from his heart, and recalled the enthusiasm that a man should have. He saw ambition in the eyes of the other party, saw the persistence of power, saw the desire for power, and the unwillingness to fate.
Why!
Why should I be subservient!
Why!
The Pavilion Master of the Gathering Immortal Pavilion obviously has wealth and power beyond the reach of others, but he still desires more, this is the greed that all men will have, and it is the most shining place in him. A man without ambition is like a castrated eunuch, a slave that everyone can trample on;
Shen Fei's back straightened more and more when he walked, and he suddenly felt a trace of relief, feeling a slight lightening of the burden on his body after leaving the imperial capital, this feeling was very subtle, but he had not had it for a long time.
The gaze of the Pavilion Master of the Gathering Immortal Pavilion seemed to inspire him, as if it stimulated him, allowing him to find his long-lost ambition. Revenge is necessary, but I will never use dirty means, I will declare war on the entire Buddhism in front of the whole world.
Shen Fei is still young, and he must be frivolous when he is young. The hot blood in Shen Fei's body became hotter and hotter after he entered his twenties, and Shen Fei felt that the taste of being worshiped by mortals was very good.
The view of the island is extremely wide, and standing on the land, it seems that you can see the end of the blue sky. Shen Fei ran out wildly, ran out of the densely populated town, ran to the strange rocky mountain and shouted, "Ruoxue, I will live well, I will, I will resurrect you and let you live a life that everyone envies." β
Standing under the blue sky, Shen Fei shouted, and the huge banana leaves trembled under his shout. With the battle of the imperial capital, Shen Fei's realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has explored the secrets of the bloodline, and explored the strongest technique that is not afraid of any strong person.
The long-standing gloom swept away, replaced by the ambition to compete with the strong. Shen Fei wants to fight, and opens up a path of his own in the world surrounded by the strong.
"Bang!" a discordant voice appeared behind him, the sound of a branch in the forest being trampled off.
Shen Fei suddenly turned around and was surprised to find a thin man standing ten meters away, the man's body was skinny to the bone, with a black coat and a white suit, and a paper smiley mask on his face. He feels extremely light, walking like a ghost, so it is speculated that the sudden sound of branches breaking behind him is intentional.
Shen Fei deduced that the other party had no malicious intent, but he still felt a chill from the depths of his heart, because the person who appeared in front of him had met him once, and it was the person who connected with the pair of brothers on the dock that day.
The two brothers are dead, but the connector is still alive, proving that the path he leads is a state of despair.
Shen Fei didn't move, he stood in place and waited for the other party to speak first. The man didn't move, looking at the figure should be a man, the cuffs were wide and large, and his hands were crossed and hidden inside.
Silence, silence for a long time, the confrontation between the two men created a tense atmosphere, the air seemed to be burning, there was obviously no hostility between the two but there was such a hostile atmosphere, it was because they both felt danger from each other's bodies, Shen Fei was surprised that there was only a Xiaoyang City, and there were people other than the Pavilion Master of Juxian Pavilion who could bring such pressure to themselves.
"You're a man sent by the Pavilion Master?"